"According to your original plan, once someone reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, we'll wait for the Heavenly Tribulation to cleave this group of demonic cultivators in two," Mo Linxian said leisurely.
"..." Ji Fengyao remained silent for a long time before nodding and saying, "That's all we can do. But at least we've determined the locations of Feng Xiao and Feng Hua, so we'll know where to go to rescue them first. It's quite a gain."
At this time, dawn was approaching.
Ji Fengyao felt that most of the spirit stones used to maintain the concealment formation had been used up, so she returned to Songmei Garden first.
Bai Lu is fast asleep.
Ji Fengyao didn't wake her. She tiptoed back to lie down beside her and fell asleep peacefully.
As a cultivator, not sleeping for one night is nothing unusual.
But she is now alone and trapped in a den of demons, and she cannot afford to make the slightest mistake.
She had to keep herself in good condition at all times in order to deal with those treacherous monsters.
As for teasing the master... there's plenty of time for that later.
(Fang Chang: What does this have to do with me...?)
Mo Linxian did not disturb the little bandit's rest.
After waiting for her to fall asleep, he focused his mind and tried to communicate with his reincarnated soul.
At this time, in Chengdu.
Shang Xiye, Ji Fengming, Hei Xiao, Ji Chenhai, and the others were all diligently cultivating day and night.
Even the most playful Cao Xiaosi and Xique diligently cultivated their skills without ever leaving their homes, never slacking off.
Ji Fengming was originally the person who was closest to the Nascent Soul stage.
He also considered quickly advancing to the Nascent Soul stage so he could go to Kyoto to meet his sister and rescue his two younger brothers.
But the little bandit had told him before she went to the capital that the condensation of the fetus was a matter of life and death and his future.
Never treat a situation carelessly just because you are in a hurry to save a life.
Black Owl also kept a close watch on him day and night, preventing him from being greedy for credit and making rash advances.
In addition, Wei Lan would send back updates from Kyoto almost every day, so he knew that the little bandit was doing well in Kyoto.
Ji Fengming was no longer so anxious and steadily cultivated, continuously improving his success rate in forming a Nascent Soul.
Shang Xiye suppressed her worries and concerns, and devoted herself to quiet cultivation every day.
He didn't have Ji Fengming's monstrous physique, but spurred by his concern for his little wife's safety, his cultivation level improved rapidly.
Suddenly, Shang Xiye, who was meditating, felt a strange sensation.
This feeling is as if the left and right hands are on opposite sides of the body, but the brain is unaware of it.
It wasn't until their hands unexpectedly and suddenly clasped together that their brains realized:
Oh, so I have two hands!
The extreme flames in the sea of consciousness also suddenly became excited, swaying back and forth within the sea of consciousness, chattering incessantly, "Holy crap, holy crap!"
Shang Xiye was almost driven into a state of internal energy reversal and demonic possession by this guy's noise. He quickly stopped cultivating and carefully sensed the strange sensation while asking Ji Yan in a deep voice, "Little Flame, what's going on?"
"It's you, Master!" Ji Yan excitedly circled back and forth in Shang Xiye's sea of consciousness, rambling incoherently: "Holy crap, Little Yao Yao is really going against the heavens! That wisp of your divine soul that you separated back then was actually found and destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation, yet it's still here!"
"No wonder those people in the Demon Realm all want to capture her. Little Yao Yao is not only an excellent furnace, but she's also a human lightning rod!"
"Holy crap, Master, you've struck it lucky!"
"No, no, no, Master, you're in big trouble! You can't possibly protect such a precious treasure as Little Yao Yao!"
Extreme Flame, like a butterfly, kept screaming and fluttering around Shang Xiye's soul.
Shang Xiye's head was throbbing from all the noise. Finally, she snapped, "Shut up or I'll make you smoke cured meat!"
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